Draco wants to start over. He never expected that Potter would help. Drarry Fanfiction. 5k words. Tattoos and tentative beginnings. (Edit: while Wattpad servers are processing the updates, it seems to think the story is finished at the end of each part. There are five parts and you can get to them all in the table of contents if it's not letting you click next after each part.)

"i fucking hate you, irwin" "sorry, hemmings? i couldn't hear you there, my dick was in your mouth" in which luke and ashton hates each other with a passion and are forced to be roommates through a whole summer filled with hate that somehow takes a sexual turn (for a better introduction i advise you to read the prologue lol)

"He doesn't have anyone, no friends, no family." The nurse snapped. "You might as well get out of here too, he doesn't even know you." "That's the best part," Michael replied with a small smile. "Talking to someone you don't know. Besides, I'm already on my way out." He entered room 213 two minutes after he usually comes around. "Sorry I'm late." he mumbles, sitting down beside the bed. "I've been telling you a lot of secrets lately." Michael chuckles sadly, biting his lip to keep the tears at bay. "You probably can't hear me and I'm a complete stranger but there's one secret I'm not ready to tell anyone." Michael continues, looking down at the coma patient. "I'm not ready to tell you either."

~ "Don't you see, Ashton? If you want me, you'll have to stay. You'll have to wait. You'll have to live." "I'm not sure I can." {Luke is an angel and Ashton needs saving.} ~ Special thanks to cxddlingashtxn.

Everybody knew about Soul Marks. The thing was though, that it took until you were eighteen to be marked with yours. Each pair of soulmates would receive a completely unique mark. They could appear anywhere on the body, and if it appears on a typically hidden area, it takes that much more work to find them.

"Draco, let me breathe." - [drarry oneshot] WARNING! I'm sorry and I love you. x ▶ ©frnkvnm 2015 [cover photo not mine]

calum hat depressionen. luke begegnet ihm in einer naja - lebensbedrohlichen situation. kann luke calum retten ?

The world is black and white until you touch your soulmate; then color explodes before your eyes {written from a prompt} Newt has yet to find his soulmate. He acts like he doesn't care to the public but he truly longs to see the beautiful colors that Minho tells him about. Even more he longs for someone to love and someone to love him. Thomas is alone but unsearching. He doesn't mind the calm black and white of the world. It would be nice to have someone like his best friend Teresa but the world works in mysterious ways.

It was the 17th of October, 2015, when Thomas was checked into River State Mental hospital. He liked to think that he was insane, and maybe he really was. But a certain blonde with brown eyes made him wish he'd never get his sanity back, because being mental meant staying with him forever if he desired. That same blonde he found himself falling for, and maybe having barely any sanity left in himself and having someone equally insane right beside him meant that their love could be wild and reckless and completely, well, mental. And maybe that wasn't all too bad. This story is fiction made up by me, any resemblance to real life events are unintentional. Newt and Thomas are not my own characters. They belong to James Dashner. Neither is Stiles Stilinski, who belongs to Jeff Davis.

Ashton Irwin is a master of thievery. He steals from general stores, food markets, jewelry shops, museums, and people's homes. Never once did he get caught nor did anyone find out his identity. He loves being a thief. Stealing is his addiction, and he has no intention on curing it. However, there is one place and one place alone that he does not steal from, and that's the 7-Eleven at the corner street. He goes in late at night to buy things for himself and to see a boy who works during that time named Luke Hemmings. WARNING: Smut Cover: ohsehoony Dom!Luke © 2014 iCheeseYou